Chapter 27

• “What in the name of all that’s holy is going on?”
• Opening my eyes, I looked over to see a very angry looking Chase filling the door. He looked from Rafael to Troy and then zeroed in on me sagging in his twin’s arms. With loud steps, he moved toward us.
• “I pass Quint sitting in the damn hall, crying—crying and holding his hands over his face. Then I come in here… Raf, you have fucking blood all over your mouth and I don’t need to ask what the hell you’re working on brother King.” With a gentle grasp, he pulled me free from Troy’s hold and cradled me into his arms. “Wipe the blood off your face, Troy.”